In order to allow the disciples and the cat girl to breathe at any time, Zhang Yang hung Jin Ling on his waist, enlarged the golden cudgel, nine-toothed rake, and crescent shovel and tied it to his back. At first glance, he looked quite like a monk. The little white dragon flew for two days and two nights in a row, and it was not far from the South China Sea now, so Zhang Yang asked him to go down and rest for a while.

When the little white dragon arrived on the ground, it turned into a white dragon horse. Zhang Yang was not willing to sit there, so he led him all the way. I don’t know what the name of this mountain is, but the reason why I can see the auspicious light is probably because of the reason I entered Luojia Mountain.

The white dragon horse walked for a while and said to Zhang Yang: "Master, something is wrong. I seem to smell the dragon compatriots around me."

"Dragon Clan?" Zhang Yang didn't take it seriously: "This place is very close to the South China Sea, so it's normal to have a dragon Clan."

"I just think it's strange that the dragon clan rarely comes ashore, and this is not a sea area. How could there be people from the dragon clan appear here?" Bai Longma is very alert, and he has no good feelings for the South China Sea Dragon Clan, so he said: "No matter what, we should be careful about everything."

"I know." Zhang Yang said: "After that, your flight speed is still not as fast as a monkey. I thought I would arrive in the South China Sea in one go, but it ended up flying for two days."

Bailongma said, "Of course I am not as good as the elder brother's somersault cloud. If it weren't for the somersault cloud that was difficult to tame, you would have been flying with it, Master."

"I don't believe it anymore." Zhang Yang knocked on the golden cudgel and shouted: "Wukong, borrow your somersault cloud to play with."

Wukong's voice came from the golden cudgel: "Don't blame me Lao Sun if something happens."

Zhang Yang asked disdainfully: "What else can happen to me?"

Wukong said, "This somersault cloud has a very bad temper. If it realizes that you are not a powerful person, it will take you to the Ninth Heaven and then fall down. My old grandson was knocked over the first time he drove it. Fortunately, it was a stone monkey, otherwise it would be crushed to pieces."

"Nine-level Heaven?" Zhang Yang looked up at the cloudless sky, felt guilty and said, "Forget it, why do you have to do that quickly? Now that life is so fast, we should slow down, it's almost the South China Sea."

In this way, Zhang Yang walked for a while and felt a little hungry. He asked Bailongma to wait for him and crawled into the forest to hunt.

It is rare to use the weapons of three disciples. How could he miss such a good opportunity? Start with the golden cudgel. Zhang Yang pulled out the golden cudgel on his back and then started playing around.

Wukong's golden cudgel was a divine iron left in the East China Sea during the flood control period. It weighed 13,500 kilograms. If Wukong's soul was not in it, Zhang Yang would not have been able to lift it.

Zhang Yang was tired after playing for a while, so he started looking for hares, goats, etc. in the forest. As a result, he heard the sound of children crying in the forest.

Zhang Yang followed the sound and saw a little boy who looked like five or six years old on an empty ground squatting on the ground crying. In front of the boy was a big tiger with teeth and claws.

When Zhang Yang saw that it was finally time for him to show off, he rushed over and jumped out of the grass, held the golden cudgel with one hand and pointed at the big tiger, shouting: "Hao! Take my old Zhang for a stick!"

The tiger glanced at the child on the ground and looked at Zhang Yang again. Finally, he turned around and prepared to eat the one with a lot of meat. After digging his hind legs back a few times, he wanted to rush towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang shouted: "Golden Cudgel, kill him!" I wonder if it was because Zhang Yang's words were too tiring, but the Golden Cudgel didn't respond.

Just as the tiger opened its slap as big as Zhang Yang's head and grabbed him, a red flame ignited on the surface of the golden cudgel, and the flame finally turned into the entity of Wukong.

He came out of the golden cudgel and kicked the tiger in the head. Two of the tiger's teeth were kicked off. It flipped and hit the big tree beside it and then fell to the ground. Finally, it got up and left in shame.

After finishing the work, Wukong returned to the golden cudgel. Zhang Yang lost interest. It seemed that both the golden cudgel and somersault Yun only listened to the master's words. He inserted the rod back to his back, then walked to the little boy, squatted down to look at him.

"Where are you from? Why are you alone in this mountain?" Zhang Yang asked.

"I am from a fishing village at the foot of the mountain. I went up the mountain to pick mushrooms, but I met a big tiger." The little boy cried and said, "Can you take me down the mountain?"

"Okay." Zhang Yang said, then reached out to pull him up, but he stopped in the air. Then he slowly turned around and saw a huge black claw grabbing the golden bell cover around Zhang Yang's body.

Behind him was a black dragon with fire-breathing eyes, his mouth tugging and making a low sound, and his claws were also exerting force. Unfortunately, he could not crush the golden bell cover.

At this time, a stream of green smoke emerged from the nine-toothed rake behind Zhang Yang, and finally a huge human-shaped pig demon turned into a slash. He grabbed the black dragon's claw arm with one hand, and put the other hand together into the shape of a hand knife. He waved it vigorously, cutting off the black dragon's claws.

The bright red blood sprayed out of the broken arm. The black dragon let out a scream and took two steps back, breaking the surrounding trees. Then it refused to admit defeat, opened its mouth and sprayed a ball of black flames from its mouth.

Bajie also took a deep breath, then spit out water from Tianhe from his stomach, extinguishing the black fire in an instant, and the water column knocked the black dragon to the ground.

Zhang Yang turned around and pulled the child up, then said to Heilong: "If you don't ask what your Grandpa Zhang does, you dare to come to trouble me alone. Tell me, who instructed you, tell me, let me spare you."

The black dragon sneered unexpectedly, and it asked, "How did you know I've come?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yang saw the little boy in front of him take out a knife made of fish bones from somewhere and stabbed Zhang Yang in the stomach. Because of the close distance, the golden bell shield did not work.

But Zhang Yang's three apprentices were not jealous. They came out of the crescent shovel with a huge hand, and walked around from behind Zhang Yang to hold the little boy's hand, then waved his fist and hit the little boy's head with his other hand, punching him and headshot.

The headless little boy staggered back two steps, then fell to the ground, and his body turned into a headless crab.

Zhang Yang turned around and asked Heilong: "What else? This trick of scammers is like killing me? I advise you not to test my patience."

Seeing that Zhang Yang was not alone, Heilong hurriedly flew up and ran away. As a result, before he could fly ten meters high, he was pinched by the little white dragon who had just arrived and fell to the ground with a claw.

The little white dragon flew down and stepped on the black dragon's head with his claws, and said viciously: "Long time no see in the South China Sea."
Chapter completed!